Hello, Real Dirty Mets. In a shocking twist, this blog’s staff has decided that just one writer is not enough to fulfill the audience’s ravenous sabermetric needs. So on that note, I’d like to introduce myself to the TRDMB community as a second voice on the New York Mets coming from a statistical perspective.
As a sabermetrician, my goal is simply to add to our understanding and appreciation of the beautiful game that is baseball and the Mets. I try to look at players and create new and creative ways to evaluate their performances, so that we are not bogged down by only one perspective when judging our favorite Metsies. I look at what happens on the field, and—instead of just accepting that something is the case—I aim to understand why something is the case. If something is going wrong, I will try to use sabermetrics to figure out how to fix it. Statistics provide such a wealth of information about the game and, if used correctly, knowledge about the game. Because while our own eyes are certainly the most important tool we have for watching and following baseball, they do not tell us everything. I hope to take your great knowledge about the Mets and make it greater and more diverse.
And why should I be allowed to try to do this? Well, it would not be a stretch to say that I am thouroughly obsessed with sabermetrics. I spend hours a day perusing fangraphs, the Hard Ball Times, Baseball-Reference, and the like. I have written tons of articles on sabermetrics and have self-taught myself a great deal of statistics. I spend lots of my time creating new statistics, fantasy dollar-value generators, and other useful tools for evaluating baseball.
But, most importantly, I love the New York Mets. My dad brought me to Mets games up the wazoo as I was a young child, and Shea Stadium was like a second home to me. I knew every in-and-out of that stadium, knew the fastest way to get anywhere, knew where all the best food was, and befriended many an usher and salesman. My first real hero was Rey Ordoñez, who shares my birthday and was the slickest fielder I have ever seen. I still own multiple copies of that “Rey-O” video that highlighted his jaw-dropping rookie season. I remember sitting through 15 innings until the glorious Robin Ventura Grand-Slam Single, and I cannot recall a happier moment than watching the Mets parade around the field after winning the NLCS in 2000.
I am only a junior at Pomona College in southern California, but I do not think my age or my distance from the team will hinder my abilities to provide insifghtful, relevant knowledge about the Mets. I thank you all for the opportunity, and I’ll keep my fingers crossed that the Three Amigos will turn the Mets around in 2011 and beyond.